Heroes of Might and Magic: Lord of the Dead

The deafening voice resounded throughout the battlefield, and the golden figure was more like a god of war. After the appearance of the golden Beamon King, everyone's eyes were also focused on the Golden Beamon King.

There was fear in their eyes.

Too strong! There is a kind of strength, just standing there, makes people unable to have any heart to fight.

They didn't have the courage to stand in front of King Huang Meng at all.

Not to mention them, even the tyrant stopped attacking and slowly turned his attention to King Gold Beamon.

The tyrant, who was only able to fight at first, has now restrained his expression, and he seems to be able to feel his fear.

"King Golden Beamon, the divine beast of the Eternal Night King!"

The players of the Kingdom of Thousand Islands also focused their attention on King Beamon Gold once again.

During the decisive battle between the Hasima Empire and the undead in the past, the Hasima Empire summoned the sea dragon, and it was King Gold Beamon who killed the sea dragon.

At that time, King Gold Beamon's brutal figure was imprinted on everyone's heart and became their nightmare.

Unexpectedly, after such a long time, they actually saw King Beamon again.

But all the players who participated in the war at the beginning also realized that this golden king is even stronger than before.

Its hair is more golden and shiny, the sharp claws glow with a faint light, and its aura becomes deeper and deeper.

King Bimeng, who was originally enough to kill the incarnation of the Dragon God, has become stronger, so can this tyrant stop him again? "Eternal Night King, don't you give me any chance?"

Gun: The Evil Ghost and the others looked at the sky from a distance, feeling powerless again in their hearts.

The undead burns their souls, which they can barely accept, but when they saw the appearance of the golden king Beamon, they didn't know why, but they felt very uncomfortable in their hearts.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why Lin Jin shattered their hopes a little bit.

The appearance of King Beamon of Gold seems to be telling them that Lin Jin still has a lot of trump cards! In the sky, the Dark Iron Ghost Dragon King has not participated in the war yet, and the strength of the Dark Iron Ghost Dragon King must not be underestimated.

It is impossible for them to think that the Dark Iron Ghost Dragon Sovereign is... a mount without offensive power.

After seeing King Beamon of Gold, all the players in the Kingdom of the Thousand Islands couldn't help but lose their fighting spirit, but... the players in the United Kingdom of Calco disagreed.

This may also be out of trust in tyrants.

It is said that this tyrant has existed for hundreds of years, and the Goblin Empire reveres him like a god, and they are still: providing meat to the tyrant continuously.

Sometimes it's the corpse of a troll, sometimes it's the corpse of other beasts, and even they hunt dragons and feed them to tyrants.

From the appearance of the tyrant just now until now, the violent power has never let them down.

Even though the gold was stronger than the king, when they still believed in the power of tyrants.

Just under everyone's attention, the tyrant and King Golden Beamon also rushed towards each other, and all the undead and trolls on the road also moved away.

The running of the two beasts is like two mountains running, this violent force is really frightening.

Just when the two sides were a hundred paces apart, they saw King Gold Beamon and the tyrant also jumped up at the same time and jumped towards each other.

On the battlefield, all eyes were on these two giant beasts.

"boom!"

In the next moment, I saw that the two figures finally collided in the sky, but I saw that the long sword in the hands of the pig-headed monster was also wrapped in the power of thunder and slashed down, and the huge claws of King Beamon also greeted him. went up.

Only heard a harsh sound that almost shattered the eardrums, but saw the long pole knife and the sharp claws collide together.

However, the stalemate only lasted for a moment, but the sharp claws of King Gold Beamon smashed the long pole knife in the hands of the pig-headed monster fiercely, and the latter's body was also blasted out.

What!!! Seeing this scene, all the players in Calco United Kingdom were stunned, unbelievable.

Not only them, but also all the goblins.

Seeing the tyrant being blasted away, their faith seemed to collapse.

In their eyes, the tyrant is... invincible, but at this moment, the invincible faith was blasted away by others

Chapter 1? This is the end! (5/[-])

"This is not true, is it"

The president of Kinmen Group couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and he couldn't believe it.

Even if a tyrant can't beat King Beamon, it shouldn't be so easy to be suppressed.

Just as he was watching, he saw the golden Beamon king over there, all rushing towards the tyrant again.

During the galloping, heavy marks were left on the ground, but in just a few steps, he had already rushed to the tyrant, and the sharp claws in his hand were lightly lifted, and they would arrive in an instant.

But seeing the cold light flickering, even from a long distance, it seems that you can feel that...sharp aura, which makes your scalp numb and goosebumps on your body.

It seems that no matter how hard something is, it is vulnerable in front of this sharp claw.

Thinking that if you face that kind of attack head on, it must be a feeling of despair.

When King Gold Beamon's attack came, the tyrant also immediately pulled back his sword to defend it, and the pig had become a fine animal.

The power of faith and years of blood food make it possess the sharpest fighting instinct, so it can react at the first time.

If he missed a hit, King Gold Beamon also waved his other hand, and another attack was torn apart, and the tyrant once again held his sword to resist.

It was just that he could clearly feel that the pig-headed monster's reaction had slowed down, or that King Gold Beamon's offensive had put a lot of pressure on him, making him unable to shrink back from the pressure of the previous attack.